The crooked knigt, as with all knights errant, had a path to follow and lessons to learn; each turning upon his path was another lesson, and each lesson led to another turning
The crooked knight slowly, gradually, and painfully discovered some of the truths that his life had undertaken to teach him:what the road to hell is paved with, that there is nothing pure in this world and that no good deed goes unpunished.
He learned these truths too late, of course; for he was, after all, the crooked knight.
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Cronicles of one of the Fallen
An account from one of the few who flew with the grace of God,
Challenged the sun, and was burned from the Heavens
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a breeze that smelled of wide-open spaces, of limitless skies and bright sun, of ice and high mountains.
It was the wind from the dark angels wings.